Mornings are diamonds

What a gift! This morning we took the girls to the park and as we were sat on our usual bench, chatting about life, the universe and everything, while the girls played pirates, I noticed the dew hadn't yet dropped off this plant. It was a gift, already late morning and the plant was untouched by the passing of children and parents. I thought the big drop looked like a huge crystal with a mysterious face looking up and out if it.